When searching for keys in a dark room;
turn on the light.
When searching for understanding of a person or situation;
turn on the light.
You can continue to search in the dark,
but imagine all the bumps and bruises you can avoid
just by turning on the light.
Little strands billowing in the breeze.
Innocuous.
These are my strands.
Pieces of myself that have come loose.
Pieces of myself that have yet to be tied.
Sunlight catches them in golden hues.
Enchanted are these pieces of me.
Dancing in rhythmic waves so joyfully.
home.
where my feet slip out of shoes and into warm, fuzzy socks.
i find myself circling, like a dog pressing down the head-high grass.
it is here, each night, that i can't help but consider you.